Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from San Marino and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Kas Product to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Eric Copeland,
Roxy Music,
Warsaw,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
The Dirtbombs,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Wyatt,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
Thompson Twins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Model 500,
Scrapy,
Sight & Sound,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Foxx,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
In Retrospect,
John Lydon,
John Holt,
Rapeman,
Royal Trux,
AZ,
a-ha,
Camberwell Now,
Subhumans,
Kurtis Blow,
June of 44,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mojo Men,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Teasers,
KRS-One,
Nas,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
China Crisis,
Aswad,
Davy DMX,
Harmonia,
The Remains,
The Golliwogs,
Byron Stingily,
Pierre Henry,
Banda Bassotti,
Hashim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.